Next week I have my appointment to get changed over to Vyvanse. I'm looking forward to it, and feeling optimistic and excited. Well, that's what I'm feeling now.
But (I suspect) because I'm coming off the Strattera, and due to lack of sleep (staying up too late, possibly again due to titrating from 80mg to 30mg in less than a week) - I am especially grumpy, grouchy, touchy, irritable, and ever-so-slightly holier-than-thou today. So back the heck up (insert variation of wording as you wish) and get the heck out of my way.
So I wanted to make sure everything was in order for my doctor's appointment next week (and see if you can follow this):
Yesterday I checked in with my family doctor to see if the consulting notes and recommendation to change medications had been sent through to them, just so that I don't waste time driving a long way to another town to my family doctor. The assistant told me that it might have come through, but likely my doctor hadn't gotten to it yet as he'd been away and had a stack of papers on his desk 'this high'. I thanked her and she told me that she was sure he would get to it. But to be sure I phoned again today to confirm and she told me (as she checked my file while I was on the phone) that it had NOT come through. So I phoned the clinic back and the assistant there told me that the fax machine didn't work correctly on Monday so it hadn't gone through. She couldn't see that I wasn't blinking, and forcing a smile over the phone and so I asked her if she could try sending it again and that I'd call back in a few minutes to confirm that it sent okay. She said 'well, hold on... okay, there.' and it was sent. Just like that. Literally in seconds. So I thanked her, checked my family doctor's office and it had indeed gone through. I rolled my eyes and shook my head after hanging up.
And all the while I'm charged up and thinking 'goddammit how incompetent are all the people I'm dealing with this week?'. See, I am also working hard to push a project through in my new job and the third party contact is about as responsive and timely as a sloth on barbiturates. And no doubt, far less adorable.
Sure - I find customer service can be pretty lackadaisical at times, and realistically, most folks reading this would agree with me that at least a few of these situations involve folks who are not moving their derrieres in an effective manner, on time and under budget as it were (I'm a project manager, can you tell?).
And I could begin listing about a dozen more instances of irritating situations where people were taking their time getting things done... but I won't bore you with that. And anyway, it kinda would obscure my purpose for this post.
Here's my point: I obviously recognize that there is a common denominator to these scenarios. Moi. The one person who is consistently engaged in trying to solve a problem with all of these other unrelated people is little ol' cutie-pie me. Could it be that I'm projecting just a little bit?
"Our own projections are difficult to spot, first of all, because we don’t want to identify them as such: the whole point of projecting is to rid ourselves of something unwanted. While there are instances where people project their good qualities into others, ridding oneself of painful or unpleasant experiences is much more common."
Maybe it is because I'm coming to recognize an uncomfortable truth about myself, which is that often I'm the one who doesn't get around to things in a timely manner (if my lovely, and somewhat long-suffering wife is reading this she might agree!).
Charge me up with dopamine, norepinephrine, an intense emergency situation or anything that really commands (for some reason or another) my intense hyper-focused awareness and I'll blow through it like Evil Knievel on a motorbike. Like Han Solo in the Millennium Falcon. Like Chuck Norris in a bar fight. Go
orbitofrontal cortex, go!
But so many times I am dimly aware of a set of important to-do tasks I'm leaving on the back burner, undone and unheeded.
"Projection is an unconscious fantasy that we are able to rid ourselves of some part of our psyche by splitting it off and putting it outside ourselves, usually into somebody else. While the initial process occurs outside of awareness, maintaining or insisting upon the reality of that projection often occupies our conscious thoughts. The process is usually distinguished by its focus and intensity."
So I note with considerable discomfort and with some shame that I am projecting to a large extent. I need to remind myself that I too don't always get things done at the speed of light. And that I don't always put other people's priorities on my own priority list. That I don't always empathize and spend my time ensuring others are considered. Or simply put: I am not always that considerate and responsive to the important people around me.
I guess 'owning my projections' means that I need to find a way to reconcile my own conflicting feelings and beliefs about myself and others. That is, why should others have to be completely efficient, competent and effective when dealing with me, but I can been inefficient, incompetent and ineffective when others deal with me? Is there a middle ground? There has to be a middle ground.
But in the meantime, I'm dealing with this in two ways: 1) biting my tongue while dealing with people when I need them to do something , and 2) making sure I diplomatically and
considerately ensure my priorities are taken care of in a timely manner. This way I don't end up driving people away, and at the same time, make certain I take care of my needs so that I can get more healthy, grow up, do a good job at work and in other arenas of my life.
Comments are always welcome!
Mungo
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